I gotta start back smokin' weed though
'Cause I'm tired of smokin' these bitches (Yeah)
No bullshit (Damn)
No, keep all that, keep all that (Uh, yeah, damn)
And this Survivor's Remorse right here
No bullshit, but they came here
Had so many sleepless nights, try and get it right
I was walkin' in the dark, but I needed light (For real)
Always knew I was that nigga, I ain't need the hype
I know my Glock don't need a scope, I don't need a light (Let's go)
Before I ever went up millions, I was eatin' like it
I was puttin' out songs and I ain't even like it
The way I'm lookin' at my future, you would think I'm psychic (I'm not)
I be wantin' to go viral, I can't even type it
See a hundred-fifty cash, my birth right, wake up early, work like
I might finally get a wave, ride that bitch like dirtbirkes (Uh)
I be nervous, but I'm brave, be myself, I can't fight it
Shit you talkin', you didn't save, I made that the first night (First)
And I'm still against time, cryin' tears, but I'm fine
It took me years to get here, I keep it real when I'm lyin'
Never been a church kid, but I was preachin' every line (For real)
How the fuck you still ain't learn? I was teachin' every time
You was buyin' pieces, I was ridin' with heaters
Sittin' on the bleachers, I was tryna reach you (Come on)
How you think I'm full? I ain't even decent
Shit, I'm still hungry, I'll get up and eat you
We had nine pieces, I got nine pieces (Nine pieces)
I fucked mamas, aunties, and like five nieces (Like five nieces)
I be gettin' vicious, man, you niggas' feces
Pull up, Lamb' chops, man, you niggas Reeses
I don't even say too much, but y'all be rappin' just like me (Phew)
You can get up off your ass, make it happen, just like me
Why you hoppin' on the 'net? We ain't with that, hit my leasy
Book you up a flight, just come tonight, this shit easy (Easy)
Broski called me up, I'm in the whip, guess they need me (What up?)
Before I ever slid in all these mansions, I was greasy
Keep my shit, and I still be on go, like I'm sleazy (You know that)
In L.A., might pop out with no heater, this shit breezy (Uh)
When they say they need me, shit, you need me (Uh)
Mama said she need two, I think she need three (Uh)
Think the feds tryna seize me, I'm with a bunch of Gs
Get these foreigns when you need 'em, I got a bunch of these
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